beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
“You make me feel beautiful.”
She cranes her head toward me. I meet her lips, kissing her sweetly, but don’t deepen it. If I do, I won’t be able to control myself. And I want this night to last forever.
“Come this way.” I help her to her feet, leading her toward the ledge. “Bend a little at the waist and lean on the railing.”
She follows my request, but the angle seems wrong.
“Here.”
I move behind her to reposition her. The second our skin touches, the atmosphere shifts, sexual heat crackling and sizzling. I curve toward her, inhaling her perfume as I smooth a hand down her arm, linking my fingers with hers and moving it farther away from her body.
Then I straighten her so she’s putting her weight on her hands, yet not leaning too far over the railing. Content with her form, I grab her chin and position it so she’s looking down at the bracelet and sparkling diamond ring.
I step back to check her placement, everything about her just so damn perfect, right down to the slight swell of her stomach. I grab my camera, snapping several photos, wanting to capture everything about her. Her poise. Her confidence. Her grace. I’ve never met anyone else like her in my life. I doubt I will again.
“Is something wrong?” she asks once the shutter stops, glancing over her shoulder, her eyes locking with mine.
I set my camera onto the table and walk up to her. I smooth her hair back from her nape and plant warm kisses along her skin.
“I can’t wait another damn second.” I spin her around in one quick move.
She’s not able to get out a surprised gasp before I cover her lips with mine, my tongue tangling with hers. Hand firm on her hip, I steer her back into the suite. She moans into my mouth, running her fingers through my hair. When her nails dig into my scalp, igniting me on fire, I kiss her even harder.
Once we reach the bed, I carefully lower her onto it, my motions quick as I shrug out of my jacket and kick off my shoes. Then I yank my t-shirt over my head before shoving my jeans and boxers down my legs, stepping out of them.
Joining her on the mattress, I seek out her mouth once more, desperate for another taste of her sweet nectar.
“I need you,” she murmurs breathily.
“And I need you. Need to bury myself deep inside you.” I pull back, framing her face in my hands. “But I need to taste you first. Need your cum on my tongue.”
“Fuck, Anders.”
She writhes beneath me as I snake down her frame. I take one of her nipples in my mouth, gently nibbling. “Can I do that?”
“God yes.”
“Mmm…,” I moan as I inch farther south, my tongue trailing down her torso. Her stomach rolls through her increasingly ragged breathing, especially as I grow closer to her center.
When I settle between her thighs, I steal a glance at her, a look of delicious anticipation on her face. She squirms and pulses, her body telling me to give her what she craves.
The instant my tongue makes that first contact against her, she moans, temporarily relieved as she loses herself in my touch. I start slowly, teasing and torturing her, slightly pressing a finger inside her before retreating, which only frustrates her.
“Please,” she begs, her plea sounding like a combination of a mewl and a pant.
I grin, inching my finger a bit farther inside her as my tongue circles her clit. When I finally push all the way in, she whimpers, begging me to go deeper and faster. I continue my ministrations, adding another finger, then another, stretching and massaging her.
“Anders…,” she moans again, lost to the sensations.
I love watching her like this. So sexy. So needy. So out of her mind with lust.
“Do you want to come?” I ask, increasing my motions.
“Yes.”
“That’s my girl.”
When I nip her clit, she releases a noiseless gasp. Her motions grow more frantic and desperate until she cries out, her body pulsing through her orgasm. But I don’t pull away. Instead, I do everything I can to draw out this sensation of bliss as long as possible.
Once her tremors have subsided, I crawl up her frame and slam my lips against hers. “God, I love watching that. Love being the one to make you come like that.”
“And I love when you make me come like that.” She waggles her brows. “So why don’t you go